Sharon Olds

Excerpt from

THE VICTIMS

When Mother divorced you, we were glad. She took it and
took it in silence, all those years and then
kicked you out, suddenly, and her
kids loved it. Then you were fired, and we
grinned inside, the way people grinned when
Nixon's helicopter lifted off the South
Lawn for the last time. We were tickled...

Sharon Olds at Poetry Foundation

Sharon Olds at Academy of American Poets

Sharon Olds' Website

Sharon Olds interviewed by Michael Lasky

There’s a brat in me who likes doing it my own way, knowing that I'm supposed to be doing it the other way. Let them do it the other way. They're not going to kill me or put me in a permanent fire because I'm doing it this way. Hmmph!

Most of the poets I know accrue. Their poems accrue. They have notebooks. I don’t do that. It’s all in one motion.

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